(Frank's pov)

"Frank." I heard someone call my name and shaking me. I opened my eyes and saw Cassie. "You know I'm Frank and not Gerard, right?" Why did she wake me up? She had no reason for wake me up! I want to sleep more! "I know it, Gerard is the one who is puking in the bathroom."

I realized that I was laying down on the floor, I sat down, fuck, my head. I shouldn't have drank yesterday. "Why did you wake me up?" I asked her. "Well, Mikey and I are going now to school, but Gerard is staying because he feels bad. Would you mind taking care of him?" She asked. "Okay, tomato girl, I would take care of him." I said. "Tomato girl?" She asked confused and I laughed. I told you that I was going to start calling her like that.

"By the way... Esther is going to call you to give you another chance..." She said. "Wait, what?" I asked. How doesshe know what happened? In that moment Mikey came into the living room. "You motherfucker! Why did you tell Cassie?!" I asked angrily. Cassie didn't need to know it. "Dude, calm down. I thought it would be useful if someone talks to her, so I thought of Cassie because girls understand better with each other, plus, she gave you another chance because of Cassie, you should thank her." Mikey said. I sighed, he was right. "Thank me, man." Cassie said suddenly. "What?" I asked. "You heard Mikey, thank me." She said trying not to laugh. "Thank you?" I said. She smiled and went outside of the house with Mikey.

I stayed there, sitting on the floor, thinking. If she calls me now... What should I do? I feel like shit. I can't go on a date now. Suddenly Gerard came into the living room distracting me from my thoughts.

"Dude, I had a horribke dream." He said as he sat on the floor with me. "What horrible dream?" I asked him. "That I jumped on Cassie and the I tried to... Well, you know. And the she yelled 'Gerard stop!' Pushing me and then she ran away. I could remember that from yesterday and he thinks it's a dream. I started to laugh.

"Why are you alughing?" He asked angrily. "Because it wasn't a dream, I saw that yesterday." I said and started laughing even more. "WHAT?!" He asked freaking out. "That it really happened." "Oh no, oh no, I'm so fucking stupid, I shouldn't have drank yesterday... Wait, it's your fucking fault!" He said and jumped on me grabbing me by the throat.

"Dude! Stop!" I said and pushed him away, he fucking tried to kill me! "It's not my fault!" I said standing up. "I'm sorry, I just..." He muttered. "It's okay, just don't try to kill me again."

Suddenly my phone started ringing. I looked at who was calling, Esther. Fuck. I can't go out now. Okay, I will tell her that I'm ill.

"Yeah?" I said as I answered the phone. "Hey, Frank. I'm sorry for slapping you the other day, I-" "It's okay, I was acting like a jerk, sorry." I interrupted her. "Okay, well, I was wondering if I could see you again." She said. "When?" I asked. "Well, I don't have anything to do now." She said. "I would love to see you now, but I'm ill, sorry." I said. "Oh..." She muttered. "Are you at your house?" She asked. "Mm... Yeah." Gerard said I can stay here, so I can say I am at my house. "Tell me the adress." "Why?" "Just tell me."

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I was watching TV with Gerard when someone knocked at the door. Wait... It couldn't be her, no, it couldn't be her. I stood up and opened the door. I looked at the person in front of me, yep, it was her.

"Wow, you look horrible."She said staring at me. "Thank you, you look pretty ugly too." I said. "Sorry." She muttered and I laughed. "Don't worry. I knowI look like shit right now. Do you want to come in?" I asked and she nodded.

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